Broke my Blackberry

It only took seven months, but I finally broke the screen on my Blackberry Storm. We were playing volleyball during Todd’s bachelor party at Curly’s Saturday night, and guess who dives cross-court only to land on my phone-filled pocket.

I do take solace, however, in the fact that my team won both games and thus two rounds of beer were purchased for us by the losers.

Although I am left to wonder if recent comments made by myself were indeed the cause for said incident. Up until now I have been definitely considering switching to an iPhone, but now I may be scared to switch to any touch-screen device – I’m not exactly surefooted and I’m surprised my BB actually made it seven months!